I struggle to rearrangethe furniture of my own life,emotions are too heavy to lift. Even the dust bunnies hidingbehind the sofa are laughing at me. I give throwaway advice,take none in return,misunderstand the art of feng shui,the importance of decluttering. My thoughts are so jumbledI can’t fit them into boxes,and they spill across the floor,tripping […]
Tag: Day 3
I, Poet
I need to ease the itch of wordsthat wake me up at night,to sing in a different languagewith imagery and bite. I love to linger in poems whereno other poet has been yet,to feel a smile inside myself when other people get it. The poetichor of a poemcan drive me to distraction,like spring blossom dancingor […]
NaPoWriMo Day 3: Two Opposite Poems
The Light However I dismiss the lightas white concreteor the sun as a still-standing cube,now here’s something to be unconcerned about,absolutely. (Including humans…) Aircraft In the beginning,it was so much morethan the girl’s real biplanebeneath the distant desert,where you ran with me. And we stood upto ignore them departing,their black stumble proudwith achromatic darkness,the early […]
Sounding Out Spring
Vowels ploughed into other: opened ground.The mildest February for twenty yearsIs mist bands over furrows, a deep no soundVulnerable to distant gargling tractors. Seamus Heaney In the north, the Ploughis ridden by the moonand frost continuesto clench the earth.Early morning walkingwakens words,enlivens lines from puffsof frozen breath,vowels ploughed into other: opened ground. Punctuated by stoneand root, […]
Watching the Wind
I cannot hear the symphony of springbehind this window. I only hear the plague of tinnitus, the shiftingfloorboards, gentle thuds on the stairs when the cats are awake, the creakof a door in a draught. But I see the wind chimes swing, their notes riseinto the branches of the cherry tree. I watch it rustle […]
Cheese on Toast
I remember when we used to walk hand in hand along a sandy road that led to North Sea dunes, so deep into the night the lights had gone out in all the houses; we were guided by a sky full of stars and every time the moon disappeared, a nosy neighbour behind a curtain […]
Love Eternally Day 3
sun kisses moon as it rises each morning, generating warmth Kim M. Russell, 18th October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat 2018 Love Eternally It’s time for Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat, a period of 30 days to write haiku or tanka every day on a specific theme: ‘love eternally’.
Finding the Way Day 3
in the shade of trees path leads to a spider’s web an invitation Kim M. Russell, 17th July 2018 My daily response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2018 Finding the Way At Carpe Diem, it’s time again for the traditional seasonal retreat: a period of 30 days in which the goal is to write a […]
Moment
a silent moment the germ of a noisy thought bubbling in its heart Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Vision Quest Revived #1 day 3 Issa’s silence Today is the last day of the revived CD Vision Quest and Chèvrefeuille has chosen a haiku by Issa.
writing in north norfolk 